I studied beheading in a mental institution

"Are you still alive?"

Isis squinted at Lin Qiye in front of the Statue of the God of Zhen, as if he had sensed something, "There is life and youth in your body..."

The palm of Lin Qiye holding the sword was gradually wrapped in flesh and blood, and his newborn tender skin was tinged with pink. He resisted the severe pain of his soul, and opened his lips lightly. An ancient and rhythmic Western-style ballad came out of his throat:

"... smelling the fragrance of blood, I found the temple of requiem,

A ruined scene, where ghosts sing wildly,

The black rosemary blooms and the vines grow,

The soul looks around, believing in the bloody moonlight..."

Following Lin Qiye's voice, the sky darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the ground under the two of them suddenly trembled violently. The pitch-black vines burst out of the snow like tentacles, and quickly grabbed Aixi who was wearing a green coat. s.

A faint red glow fell from the sky, and the gray-black wind, as if from the underworld, curled up around her body, and strange pale faces opened their huge mouths, biting her body ferociously.

There was no emotion in Isis's slightly narrowed eyes. She raised her fingertips lightly, and young vegetable seedlings burst out from under her feet, spreading all over the surface of those pitch-black vines in an instant, greedily absorbing the nutrients in them. and mental strength.

In just a few seconds, those vines were dry, cracked and shattered. With a wave of Isis's hand, the Yinfeng remnant soul was smashed into pieces by a spring breeze full of vitality.

"... smelling the fragrance of blood, I found the temple of requiem,

The statue lying in the distance, with its broken arm hidden aside,

That is the madness of the goddess, pointing the direction with the middle finger

Little red flowers bloom beside her, that is heaven..."

Before Isis could make another move, Lin Qiye's voice sounded again.

boom--!

Isis's eyes narrowed slightly, and his figure flashed away from the spot in an instant, only to hear a dull and loud noise, and a huge stone statue of a blood-colored goddess was outlined from nothingness, and slammed heavily on the place where she had stood.

The snowflakes fluttered, the stone statue looked down at Isis on the snow, raised its thick right arm, and its five fingers seemed to clasp the entire sky, pressing down on Isis's head!

"It's not over."

Anger appeared in Isis's eyes, and under the green jacket, a green hand stretched out and collided with the palm of the bloody goddess!

The moment the two palms collided, green cracks instantly spread all over the surface of the stone statue. Isis clasped his five fingers deeply and directly crushed the right arm of the stone statue. The terrifying breath of life directly crushed the entire stone statue. .

Lin Qiye let out a muffled snort, a stream of blood flowed from his nasal cavity, and he bent down in pain.

He took a deep breath, opened his mouth, and was about to say something more, when a palm grabbed his throat and threw his whole body into the snow!

With his back as the center, a huge deep pit with a radius of [-] meters exploded!

The billowing smoke and dust mixed with the flying snow fell freely, and Isis, dressed in a green jacket, strangled Lin Qiye's throat with one hand, and fixed him in the center of the deep pit. surrounding ground.

"I see, you want to rely on the youthful power in your body, and use your life to hold me back until the reinforcements arrive."

Isis looked coldly at Lin Qiye's blood-stained face, "Unfortunately, you are too weak... No matter how tenacious the vitality of the cockroach is, it is impossible to hold back the footsteps of the gods."

As Isis finished speaking, vegetable seedlings burst out from the ground beneath her feet, along Lin Qiye's right arm, and continuously climbed up his body, like a rapidly spreading green wave.

With the growth of these vegetable seedlings, Lin Qiye's body seemed to be turned into soil, and he was firmly fixed on the ground, unable to move at all. He stared at Isis' eyes, but his vision was gradually covered by the vegetable seedlings.

Isis slowly withdrew his palm, stood up from the deep pit, finally glanced at the lush green land, turned around and stepped out of the deep pit, and walked towards the monument of the town.

As she raised her hands, the vegetable seedlings spread rapidly along the base of the Statue of God's Monument. They grew out of the stele without gaps, greedily absorbing the energy in the stele, and the longer they grew, the more they grew. The more, the longer and denser.

A touch of greenness slowly eroded the surface of the black stone tablet.

"What a terrifying divine power!" Isis frowned slightly, "This thing is not something that ordinary gods can break... No, even the supreme god, it is not so easy to destroy it.

Fortunately, my life force can eat away at its power bit by bit, and when its divine power is absorbed by plants, it will be much weaker..."

Just as Isis was muttering to himself, the figure submerged in the vegetable seedlings in the deep pit slowly clenched his fists.

Lin Qiye could clearly feel that his strength and vitality were being sucked away by these seedlings. If he hadn't carried Yiden's soul and possessed a lot of youthful power in his body, he might have been sucked into a mummy by now .

But even so, with the rapid growth of these vegetable seedlings, Lin Qiye felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier, and they were like nails, firmly nailing himself to the ground.

With the passing of a lot of mental power, his consciousness quickly blurred.

At this moment, Isis's words were transmitted into his mind through the perception of his mental power. He suddenly opened his eyes wide, and his consciousness returned to sobriety for a short time.

No... He absolutely can't just wait here to die.

If Isis is really allowed to drain the power from the stele, it will be too late.

Lin Qiye's eyes flashed a hint of cruelty, he opened his lips with difficulty, and said hoarsely to himself in a voice that only he could hear:

"Wild fire, in spring……"

cluster--! !

The raging fire exploded, and the vegetable seedlings imprisoning him, together with Lin Qiye's body, were involved in it.

As Lin Qiye's realm was raised to the peak of "Klein", the effect of [Sky Poem] was also multiplied. The power of this flame was no longer comparable to that of ordinary fire.

Under the burning of the blazing flames, the green onion seedlings gradually withered and withered, and Lin Qiye's body was also on the verge of death.

These vegetable seedlings are all rooted in Lin Qiye's flesh and blood, that is to say, in order to completely burn them to death, Lin Qiye must let the flames burn his own body... As the flames became more and more intense, Lin Qiye's body was rapidly carbonized .

After all the vegetable seedlings were burned, the deep pit fell into dead silence again. After an unknown amount of time, a figure covered in scorched black and bloody flesh slowly crawled out from the bottom of the pit.

At this moment, Lin Qiye has already changed beyond recognition. Not only are all his clothes burned to ashes, but there is no intact skin on his body. If his body hadn't been baptized by the power of faith and eaten flat peaches, he would have died so many times at this moment. .

The scorched black figure stood up weakly, at this moment, something slipped from his chest and landed in the pure white snow.

He looked down and was slightly taken aback.

It was a shining coat of arms.